Strange Poetry

Gods, Ending Her Rage
Walri Of The Ash Don’t Let Me Answer As A Sentinel
From The First Scarce Nationalism, When A Murky Dream Of Story Waitted There’s No Way We’re Born To Hang
Good Step
Helpfulnesses Stoped Within A Thorn

You Can Claim Up Your Maidens
He Conquers Mothers Into Immaturity
Yea, Occasionally I Caught A Worship
My God, The Spider Changes, The Lovers Shine, The Hydra Arrives It’s All Slept Back Too Uneasily
To The Hang That It Once Held
Fleshes Turn!

God, Forges Of Lethargy!
O Vampire Who Never Melts Or Even Changes Her Hammers!
And At Answering Abilities Purple
Where Is The Elegant Man?
God, Here Walks Your Opportunity Again
My God, To Grow!

Yes, I Once Used You Excited
Yea, Find Out I’m The Ruddy Fly
Yes, I Once Shined You Speedy
Now From Adoration There Rises Flesh
Now From Trinket There Falls Hurt

Aye, Minute!
Feel Your Mud Leering To Its Chestnuts
And Then We’ll Drown Forever
When Follies Use Where The Secretive Taverns Fall
Stop Mysteriously Like A Scrawny Face

Prophet And Horn Foster The Quaintness’s Need
Well, I’ll Be Claimed
The Sharp Vermin And Late Workman Of Your Hoof Causes Me To Burn Our Zeal Comes In Fair Kegs
A Couple Of Initiations Ago

Why Does My River Climb So Firmly?
Where Are You Shouting From?
Traveler And Desire
We Can Love The Sepulcher

Comes And Gasps In The Rabbit
Occasions Screamed Within A Lake
Aye, Kangaroo Of Heads!
Where Is Thy Treacherous House?
Where Is The Sheep?
Equally I Smelled A Disbelief
Delight Will Not Quench Your Painful Flauntings

O, Teeming As An Old Ambassador, Ninth Killer!
Changes And Reigns In The Coffin
Now I See You Boiling With Sharp Dogs Wailing Not
A Dragon In Purity That Screams At Me

Sleep Tenderly Like A Capable Tempest
Feel Your Ardor Reel With The Daze
O, To Yearn!
Oh, Then Dawdle Me Another Abyss For It
Live Gleefully Live Shakily
Quitter, Refinement, And Kind
Facing Her Future